Newtzilla went out into the world at a local bus stop yesterday morning, in the damp grey mist. It might not be terribly glamorous, but every journey has to start somewhere.
I went back to check on him in the evening, and he was soggy and on the ground next to the rubbish bin. I’ve put him back on the bench and I’ll see if he has better luck today.
Update 04/11/2105: Newtzilla has gone! Whether he went into the Council rubbish bags lined up at the bus stop, or out into the world remains to be seen.